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STARVATION


Author: unknown 

First and foremost
The plot thickens and the atmosphere is beyond any thunderstorm. 
The forecast was predicted before the growling began.
Bellies sucked in not by choice.
Now misconduct fills the void .
         I'm starving 
         He's starving 
         She's starving
The people are ready to run a mock    
Have you ever witness crabs in a bucket, they fight relentlessly to get out until they tire.
Have you ever witness a person eating mud patties to ease the hunger pains, I'm talking about the real hunger games.

Shortcomings is starvation 
Starvation of:
Attention
Food
Education
Clothing
Electronics
Transportation 
Sex
Hugs
Love
Fathers
Mothers 
Family
Yet, politicians act like they don't know what I am talking about .
And beanstalk will never grow if beans were handed out.
Give the people jobs that match America's cost of living. 
I can hear bankers & corporation whispering blasphemy .
What does it really mean to live among the living
 when you are the walking dead
We want flesh.

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